Jack opened the car door and looked at the muddy road. Deciding to protect his shoes, he activated Levitation and floated over toward the entrance of the tavern while fixing his suit.
"Are you sure this is a blacksmith, Melinda?" Jack asked in puzzlement as he looked at the door.
"I'm sure of it," Melinda said as she jumped from the car onto the porch of the building to avoid the mud.
Jack shrugged, and with a flick of his hand, he opened the doors and was greeted with a few empty tables and chairs with a bar at the far end.
"No… this is definitely a tavern," Jack said, gesturing to the room. "And a rather unpopular one at that."
A heavy bang of metal hitting metal resounded through the tavern, silencing him. Jack raised an eyebrow in surprise.
